March 21st, 2025
For six months I practiced patience
Not trying to rush a connection
Then things never moved forward
Now I’m stuck in reflection
What did you even want
Were you just playing a game
As I search for any answers
You bury all of your pain
But I know you’ll think of me one day
When you see 11:11 on the clock
Maybe driving past a bowling alley
Or downtown near my old block
When you’re on our favorite game
And you see someone playing Kayle
Or another person named Grimm
And it’ll hit you like hell
I hope you can’t hear GNF now
Without thinking about me
“You don’t know what you have ’til it’s gone”
Is going to sink in eventually
Knowing that you didn’t want to try
And never told me what you wanted
Though I’m empty just the same
You’ll be the one who’s haunted
Doll Poetry 